As the head of the Ten Sects of Fengzhou, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is also very careful in the preparation of this kind of competition, both in terms of venue and reward.

Shi Yang, as one of the leaders and elders of Badaomen, was also arranged to watch the game from the main stand.

The little guys who dominated the Dao Gate were still a little nervous, but after seeing the "Iron Master" give them a look, they were not so nervous.

At the very least, in the eyes of the Iron Master, they are stable guys who can beat the big knife gate.

"Brother Tie, this year's little guys in our Dao Sect have a good fighting spirit." Wang Ya looked at the little guys at the bottom, and seemed to be more motivated than the previous contestants.

"Young people are energetic, and that's as it should be." Shi Yang wouldn't tell him 3 because he let these little guys beat up the disciples of the Great Sword Sect.

It's better not to talk about this kind of thing.

"Don't hide it from Brother Tie, I've been at the bottom of the sword gate for too long, which makes the disciples who participate in the big competition a little unconfident every time." Wang Ya sighed a little.

"I look at them, the fighting spirit is not weak, right?" Shi Yang pretended to be puzzled.

"It's good to have fighting spirit, let's take a good look, we have to draw lots." Wang Ya focused his attention on the field.

The ten big competitions are all one-way elimination systems, and the selection of opponents basically depends on luck - draws.

It's a lot of fun to have such rules, and it's all up to luck what opponents you can meet.

Perhaps in the first round, the final may be staged in advance.

It's not uncommon for two seeds to be drawn together. Just like last time, the top seed of the Badao Sect met the first person of the younger generation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the first round.

Then that year's Badaomen directly ranked tenth.

The last session was a little stronger, and in the second round, he met the second-ranked strongman, and although he was also counting down in the end, he looked a lot better after all.

So at the beginning of the draw, Elder Wang Ya was even more nervous than those little cubs.

It's a pity that at this time, they can't ask in the stands, everything can only depend on the luck of these little guys.

Shi Yang heard that the disciples of the Badao Sect had bad luck a few times before, and there was a problem with the lottery, so he deliberately paid attention to the lottery box.

It's really nothing boring.

The first pair to appear were No. 1 and No. 2, and they turned out to be disciples of other sects, so Shi Yang and the others didn't pay much attention to it.

Especially Shi Yang, he came with a lively mentality, if it weren't for the deliberate crowding of the two people in the Big Daomen, he wouldn't have thought about anything else.

In the first few games, the strength of the young disciples who competed was not bad, but there was nothing particularly amazing until the seventh game.

The seventh game was played by Bao Ming, a young man from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and his opponent was Mu Xi, a female disciple who often ran to the Iron Sword Peak.

Mu Hong's sister, this girl is not as lively and beautiful as Lingxi girl, but in terms of talent and combat power, among the ten people of the generation of Badaomen, she still belongs to the top five.

"Oh, I met the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the first game, this year's lottery, won't it be so unlucky?" Elder Wang Ya let out a long sigh, and then let out a few more "bah" sounds.

"We have to believe in them, and sooner or later we will meet, when we meet that it's the same, let's find their strengths and weaknesses, and then give them guidance after the game, so that young people can improve better, right?" Shiyang Guaner.

The elders of these sects seem to attach great importance to the rankings of various competitions or something.

"That's what Brother Tie said." Wang Ya was stunned, yes, he still shouldn't, he should pay more attention to the cubs themselves, rather than drawing lots and achieving these results.

But these years of habits, you can't pay attention to it.

This disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has a very subtle swordsmanship, and his strength is very good.

The cultivation in the late stage of the True Soul Realm, coupled with the fact that there is already a power of artistic conception that is close to the consummation level, is placed on the battlefield of all races, and it is a genius of the Absolute Heavenly Pride level.

Thinking about this disciple named Bao Ming, he thought that his ranking among the young people of the generation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would not be low.

Although Mu Xi had worked hard, he still lost in the end.

"Mu Xi girl, her talent is good, and she is also very hard-working, but it's a pity, she was born a year and a half early, and if she breaks through to the late stage of the True Soul Realm, she really has the strength to fight." Elder Wang Ya sighed.

"That's true, but the other party is also very good, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is worthy of a first-class sect, and it has a profound heritage." Shi Yang sighed.

"Iron Master, Mu Xi has disappointed you." Mu Xi was one of the most diligent people who ran Iron Knife Peak, and when he was eliminated at this time, he came to watch the battle behind the two elders.

Shi Yang knew what this girl was talking about, and it wasn't because of the loss of this competition.

"It's okay, the use of your water artistic conception is still a little inflexible in this competition, if you make your water power more inclusive when he uses his sword, it will make this competition more exciting." Shi Yang shook his head, and then commented.

"Thank you for your advice." Mu Xi was not discouraged when he lost, that disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was really strong.

I don't know which one is stronger or weaker than my big brother.

Mu Xi took the words of the iron master to heart, and then honestly stood behind to watch the battle.

The scene between Bao Ming and Mu Xi seems to have warmed up the entire big competition, and there will be exciting competitions in the future.

The ten major sects, each sect has ten people, and each of them is the elite of the elite, so although it is a competition between juniors, it is not boring for the elders of the Soul Melting Realm.

Of course, Shi Yang looks simple and doesn't have much ornamentality, but the first time I saw this kind of competition, it was still interesting.

Especially the disciples of the three sects of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the Golden Sword Sect, and the Stars Sect are the mainstays, and each sect has more than one person who is very outstanding.

The Golden Dao Sect and the Qunxing Sect are also very promising powerful sects that are advancing to the First Rank Sect, and their heritage far surpasses that of the other seven sects.

Even in the lower five sects, there are disciples who are very dazzling.

They are all participating in the cultivation of the True Soul Realm or above, and this big competition has not been interrupted, and at night, there are all kinds of lighting gems, means, etc., and the competition is still in full swing.

But the first round had only lasted about thirty games, and Elder Wang Ya's face had completely darkened.

Of the disciples of the Badao Sect who had already appeared, except for Mu Hong, who won easily, the other five, including Mu Xi, all lost.

I wanted to beat the disciples of the Great Sword Sect, but I didn't meet any of them.

The point is that the opponents that these disciples lose are basically not bad hands, at least they are all the top players of each sect.

The other five honestly stood behind the two of them, and Mu Hong thought about it, but he didn't know if he would break the rules.

"In the thirty-second game, Li Yuankui of the Badaomen faced Liu Juli of the Dadaomen." It's the disciple of the Badaomen again.

There are not many games left in the first round, and there are still four games left in the Badaomen, so the probability of the turn is naturally relatively large.

"This year, the disciples of the Badao Sect are all of a good level, but unfortunately the signing luck seems to be a little worse, and I met too many geniuses of various sects in the first round." Sitting five or six feet away, Zhu Heng didn't forget to come over and taunt his old opponent Badaomen.

One win in six battles is a bit miserable, in fact, the record of Dadaomen is not much better, three wins in seven battles, and at this time it is slightly stronger than Badaomen.

"It's really not as good as your Great Sword Sect's signing luck, but the disciples of our two sects are facing each other for the first time today, right?" Wang Ya sat close to that side, and his status was better to speak.

"It's really the first time, but Juli is in the top three of my big knife gate, and your sect doesn't seem to have won a good draw this time." Zhu Heng smiled calmly, Liu Juli was his disciple.

"That depends on the results." Wang Ya snorted coldly, then looked at the ring and stopped talking.

As for Li Yuankui, Elder Wang Ya didn't know much, and he was indeed worried at this time.

The disciples behind the two finally knew why the Iron Master had to give that order.

The elder of the Great Sword Gate really had a face that was not beaten.

"Trust them." Shi Yang said lightly.

Li Yuankui's strength is very good, and in the generation of Badaomen, he is slightly inferior to Mu Hong and Lingxi, but this disciple is relatively low-key.

And he has the heart to worship under Shiyangmen, and he has not yet apprenticed to other elders, but Shiyang will not stay here for a long time. On the grounds that Elder Keqing was not allowed to accept disciples, he rejected Li Yuankui and more young disciples.

Zhu Heng was full of confidence in his disciples, but when the two little guys started fighting, Zhu Heng's face quickly became calm.

Because as soon as he came up, Li Yuankui, a little-known disciple of the Badao Sect, was like being beaten with chicken blood, and catching Liu Juli was a beating.

Although this competition is ten big competitions, it is necessary to divide the winners and losers, but it is generally the point to the end.

Unless it's time to divide the rankings, it will be more intense, but in the battle between the two of them, Liu Juli's eyes were beaten blue, and the blue blood was also beaten out by the other party.

Although Li Yuankui was not completely injured, he looked much better than the other party, and it was considered a smooth next city.

Two wins in seven battles, three wins in eight battles, at this time, the Badaomen did not suffer much, and because Li Yuankui defeated the disciples of the Dadaomen, Wang Ya was happy in his heart.

Catching Zhu Heng is a question.

"That was your disciple just now, right? I don't know if the injury is serious? Why don't I give this secret medicine to my nephew? Elder Wang Ya's question turned Zhu Heng's face into the color of pig liver.

The disciples of the Badao Sect turned from sadness to joy at this time, but these young disciples did not dare to show it too much.

However, everyone looked at Elder Zhu of the Great Dao Sect, and the sadness of losing the game quickly dissipated.

Shi Yang gave up his hand to Elder Wang Ya, I really didn't expect that this elder, who usually does things at a glance and pays attention to the rules, would stir up people today, which is not ambiguous at all.

Elder Wang Ya was relieved and decided to go back and find out who this little cub named Li Yuankui was.

If there is no apprenticeship, then he has to find a way to recruit him.

The first round of battles continued.

Next, the two disciples of the Badao Sect also encountered powerful opponents, and they both went out.

Since then, the Badaomen has won two wins in nine battles, and only Lingxi's girl has not yet appeared.

The disciples of the Great Dao Sect won another game, winning four out of nine battles!

This time, Elder Zhu Heng began to be proud again, and today he might be able to win more than half of the first round.

This is something that has not been encountered in a long time, and the remaining one, the two elders of the Great Sword Sect, has a lot of trust in him.

"In the last game of the first round, Zhu Qi of the Great Dao Gate fought against Lingxi of the Badao Gate." This first round of the battle lasted for two whole days.

"Ouch, that's not a coincidence." Zhu Heng had already recovered from Liu Juli's defeat at this time.

"It's really a bit unfortunate, the three games we won today in the Badaomen, I'm afraid that two of them will be obtained from the Dadaomen, it's really unfortunate." Wang Ya smiled and choked back.